Male God Cultivation Manual

At this moment, the knock on the door virtually relieved Fenghe's embarrassment, and he no longer had to think about how to answer Yukimura's question.

Putting down the letter, Feng He went to the door and opened the door, and then he was a little surprised, although his face couldn't be seen, "Sanada?" Wasn't the deputy minister still loudly educating Chiya in the corridor just now?Why did he come over suddenly, "Where's Chi Ye?"

"I asked him to go back and reflect on himself." Sanada's usual expression was serious, as if the person who just yelled in the corridor was not him, "I have something to ask you."

Feng He was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, wait for me." He turned around and went into the room to pick up his coat, and explained to Yukimura, "I'll go out for a while."

Yukimura had already greeted Sanada when Fuhe took his coat, and now he didn't raise his head when he heard the words, "It's getting late, come back early."

"Got it." Feng He closed the door behind her when she went out.

"Make the most of this opportunity?" Under the street lights outside the dormitory, Feng He frowned slightly after hearing Sanada's words. No matter how high the winning percentage in the shuffling battle is, they may not be selected." After a pause, he thought about it again, "Or, the junior high school students in our losing group will not be selected This is the reason why Coach Sanchuan notified them. In fact, what Coach Sanchuan cared about was the group of black-clothed revolutionary troops who came down from the cliff.

"Yes." Sanada crossed his arms, "I think so too. So," he raised his eyes to Fenghe, his eyes were like lightning, "we'll be the first to act."

"Revolution?" Fenghe immediately followed Sanada's train of thought, "It's really interesting." After thinking about it, "Are you going to notify those people of the competition?" There is no way to play all rounds.

"A person who can win the game," Sanada said firmly, "this is a game that can only be won and not lost." Otherwise, what is the revolution.

Unexpectedly, Fenghe shook his head, he understood Sanada's meaning, "If you want to strike first, you can't make too much noise." You know, in this training camp, the stronger the person gets The more people pay attention, if all the top players in the No. [-] stadium disappear at once, it will be too eye-catching. Not only will they fail to achieve their goal of revolution, but they will all be exposed. "After training on the cliff, Everyone's strength has improved qualitatively, and sometimes it is only by surprise that we can catch them unprepared."

Sanada also frowned when he heard the words, "You are right, so you have to carefully consider who will play."

"Well," Fenghe agreed, "Do you have any preliminary ideas?" Since Sanada came to him to discuss, he would definitely not be completely unprepared, and he wanted to hear Sanada's thoughts first.

Sure enough, Sanada also had some considerations, "My idea is..."

After ten days of shuffling, the coach gathered all the high school and junior high school students in the entire training camp, "Now, the list of [-] players who will fight against the overseas expedition team..."

According to the coach's decision, the U-17 training camp will officially start the reshuffle battle between the second army and the first army. The 20 people selected to participate in the shuffle battle are basically high school students.

Among the junior high school students, only one was selected - Yukimura Seiichi, No. 11 in the battle training camp: Unbreakable Iron Man.

After browsing through the list announced by the coach from the beginning to the end, Feng He and Sanada exchanged glances. Sure enough, as Coach Mifune said, it was not their turn to shuffle the cards this time.

Fortunately, they were already prepared.

Then, let's act first!

"Why aren't our junior high school students selected?" The list announced now naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the junior high school students. Kirihara questioned loudly, "I can't accept such a list." What the hell is this list? , he is not convinced!

"Indeed." This time, even Shiraishi stood beside Kirihara without hesitation, "The ones selected are basically high school students."

"In the previous shuffling battle, it was obvious that our winning percentage was higher." Although he didn't remember the specific winning percentage, he remembered the conclusion drawn by Senior Liu that their winning percentage was higher.

"It's normal for us high school students to be selected." Of course, when it comes to the loudness of the voice, the high school students are also losers. "Obviously we are better."

"We are the ones who win more." Hyuga of Ice Empress said loudly, not to be outdone.

Amidst the disputes, Yukimura, as the only middle school student selected, didn't say much. The head of Lihai University looked calm, he turned around and left with his tennis bag on his back.

Sensing Yukimura's movements, Feng He raised his voice and called out, "Xingmura."

Yukimura paused in his footsteps, the Son of God looked back with a beautiful profile.

"Come on." Feng He's words were simple and cautious.After training in the U-17 training camp, Yukimura's momentum is even stronger.This game, Yukimura will win it will be very exciting, he also wants to watch it very much.However, he stayed here and had more important things to do.

Hearing Feng He's cheering words, Yukimura raised the corners of his mouth slightly, especially gentle, "Wait for me to come back." This game, he will definitely win!

Feng He nodded, "Okay." He will wait to see him, the return of the king.

In the special court of the U-17 training camp, someone is waiting for this reshuffle battle.

Seeing the young man with blue-purple hair and a handsome face who pushed the door in, the ironic and disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth was not concealed at all, "Oh, oh, there seems to be a middle school student who broke in here, After pretentiously sighing, he turned to Yukimura, "It seems that you don't know what place this is." As the top 17 person in the entire U-20 training camp, he has the confidence and arrogance to despise all the soldiers of the Second Army. people.

Facing such ridicule, Yukimura was unmoved at all, and even slightly raised the corners of his lips.The next moment, the son of god in the middle school tennis world took out his racket and stood on the court.

In an instant, all the gentleness towards his companions and friends was completely put away. On the court, Yukimura's powerful aura swept the audience like a storm, without a word of nonsense, "Then, let's start."

Someone else is waiting for him to go back.

On the main court where all the middle school and high school students gathered, even if they were not selected for the shuffling battle, Atobe did not become angry on the spot like Kirihara. The king of the ice emperor still looked calm, and his analysis of things was also orderly. , "In terms of strength, it is not surprising that people from courts one to three were selected. However, the only middle school student who was selected was not from these courts."

"Does that mean there is another story?" Fuji squinted his eyes and thought.

Atobe snorted, "Hmph, although those coaches seem to be pretending to be stupid, they obviously have inside information." Could he believe that these coaches really don't know anything?

"So what's the mystery of this transposition match?" Baishi propped up his hand and touched his chin, "Feng, what do you think?" He turned his head and looked a little puzzled, "Where is Feng? Didn't he just stay here?" Is it?" Why did he turn around and no one was there.

Following his words, Fuji also looked over. The four of them stood together in dormitory 201 just now. They all knew that Yukimura left to participate in the transposition match, but he and Shiraishi didn't seem to notice when the wind disappeared. .

Someone disappeared without a sound.

Atobe pointed his fingers between his eyes, and his observation skills were astonishing as ever, "It seems that the one who left is not only the one who was selected." Besides Kaze, several people also disappeared.

"Did Coach Mifune tell you about the overseas expedition team?" Oni Jujiro turned directly to Sanada, and all the junior high school students who left the No. [-] court were self-evident for what reason.

Sanada remained silent, not resisting, but acquiescing.Just because he knew the news, he and Feng arranged the revolution in advance.

The matter has developed to the present, and it can no longer be concealed, and other middle school students have also discovered the lack of familiar people.

"This is the so-called strike first." Renzu, as a genius of the Ice Emperor, has a strong thinking ability, and quickly deduced the actions of the black-clothed revolutionary army. "The way to win."

Atobe snorted, "From now on, the stadium number has lost its meaning."

Buer smiled slightly when he heard the words, "That's the so-called winning with strength." Feng, it's because he was afraid that too many people would know about the plan, and he even kept it from him. , and how should he be held accountable?

"Go all out!" Atobe raised his voice, this training camp is about to reach the most interesting time, then, of course, they will be the winners.

"Ah Choo." When he walked to the side of the court, Feng He just sneezed.

Strange, obviously he didn't have a cold, could it be that someone was talking about him?After quickly filtering the candidates in his mind, a smiling and handsome face unexpectedly appeared in Feng He's mind.

Cough cough, this plan, because Fuji's tennis game has not been completed yet, so he didn't even notify him, so Fuji didn't know about this time at all.

So now, it's not that Sanada has revealed his secrets, and then his friends are "talking" about his concealment.

Feng He, who had an inexplicable feeling of chills down his spine, shook his head, and shook off such thoughts that made him uneasy. His family friend is still very gentle. If there is a reason for the incident, he probably won't mind... right.

When he stepped into the field, the people standing there made Feng He no longer able to think about these issues.

He came here to challenge someone from the first army, why is there someone else waiting here?

"Oh, it's Mr. Feng," the boy who turned his head has gentle orange curly hair, wears round glasses, and looks kind and cute when he sees Fenghe, "It's a coincidence, we think Picked the same opponent."

"Senior Rujiang." Feng He, who had just realized what was going on, took the initiative to greet him.Irie should be the candidate for the shuffling battle arranged by the coaches. Unexpectedly, he just bumped into someone.

Irie tilted his head, and looked at Xia Fenghe interestingly, "Then what should we do now?" He seemed to be thinking about it seriously, "Before the other party comes back, shall we draw a point? Otherwise There is no way for both of them to play, people will say that we bullied him."

Feng He, who is bullying or not, pretends not to hear, he puts down his tennis bag, "It's okay to win." When there is no other way, tennis is the only and effective way to solve the problem.Moreover, he came here today just to win, even if the opponent is Irie Kanata.

Seeing Feng He's serious look, Irijiang laughed, "I'm lying to you, don't be so nervous. Since you want this badge, I'll let you get it done first." He suppressed his smile slightly, "As long as You have this strength to get it." The badge representing the top 17 strength of the U-[-] training camp.

"What about you, Senior Entering the River?" Feng He was a little puzzled by his generosity, he was also arranged to challenge the first army, and he let him so easily?

"Are you worried about me?" Irie waved his hand nonchalantly, smiling brightly, "I didn't expect you to look very cold at ordinary times, and you are quite cute." He looked at Fenghe with a smile, "Don't worry, don't worry , I’ll just watch your game right here.”

I'm not worried about you, I'm just asking.

Although he habitually complained in his heart, Fenghe had been tempered by the system long ago, so after being said so by Irie, he also had a calm face, "Thank you, Irie-senpai." Anyway , since someone offered to give way, a polite thank you should be.

Irie smiled until his eyes were narrowed, "There is no need to thank you so seriously." He was just interested in his strength. After all, when he first entered the training camp, he was able to face the Germans in order to protect the younger generation. Chuan, he had only seen such a person so far.In the end, whether it is a bluff or worthy of the name, he also wants to see.

Just as Fenghe and Irie were talking, another person walked into the court again. The badge of the Japanese team No. 20 was pinned to his neckline, clearly showing his identity.

The visitor looked at the two standing on the court with some doubts, "What are you doing?" Of course he knew Irie, who was the other boy in the black coat?Are you a junior high school student who just joined the training camp recently?What the hell is Irie doing standing on this court with that kid?

Wenyan entered Jiang and looked up at the person, with a gentle smile, "Welcome back, Qiu Ting." After greeting, he turned to Feng He, "Your opponent is here." After a pause, his smile deepened, "Want me to cheer you on?"

Facing the ridicule, Feng He's heart was as still as water, and his attention was now entirely on the person who just came in, "No, thank you, Senior Iri."

Irie didn't care if he was ignored, he took the initiative to retreat to the outside of the court and let the field out, "Then, let's start quickly." This interesting little guy, he hasn't seen a game where he shows his full strength.

The visitor finally understood the purpose of Feng He and the others, his eyes sharpened, he pointed to the unique badge on the collar, and asked, "Boy, do you understand the meaning of this badge?"

Feng He also answered very honestly, "I didn't know it before, but I knew it when I heard Senior Rujiang mentioned it just now." He didn't even know that there was such a badge representing strength before.

"Then, I'll let you see." The person called Qiu Ting put down his tennis bag, "How unwise it is to challenge me." He took out his tennis racket, "Our strength is beyond what you can imagine. "

Feng He raised his ice-covered eyes. While his expression remained unchanged, his eyes gradually ignited raging fire. He didn't flinch at all. He was strong when he was strong. He also wanted to know how far his tennis had improved. "Please teach me more."

He does not believe that there is an absolutely insurmountable peak!Now that you are on the field, you want to win!

Just as Fenghe's game was about to start, other stadiums also began to change.

Compared with Fenghe's game, which started quickly and formally because of Ijiang's concession, the process of the black-clothed revolutionary army challenging other courts was much more tortuous.

It was also the coach who arranged the candidates for the shuffling battle, but the high school students who challenged were defeated by the top [-] players in the training camp.

"Every year, more than half of the people, because they lost to those people, no longer have the confidence to continue playing tennis, so they choose to quit the training camp." Echizen said so.

"Sounds a little interesting." This kind of statement, instead of scaring Echizen, lit up the little prince's eyes.

Tokugawa turned his gaze to him, "I thought you would be the one to rush over to challenge." This is how he ran over and challenged him before.

"Staying here is also very interesting." Echizen raised the corner of his mouth, "What about you? Why are you staying in this training camp?"

Tokugawa was silent for a moment, "It's for a breakup." When the man came back, it was time for a breakup.

The high school students who challenged in the first round failed, but the shuffle battle did not end there. The black-clothed revolutionary army was waiting outside the court, whether it was to challenge the previous ones or the high school students who won this time Anyway, in short, they are the ones who will win in the end.

Wearing badges, the first army looked at the junior high school students who suddenly appeared on their court one by one, some were surprised and some were disdainful, but no matter what their thoughts were.

The regulations of the U-17 training camp absolutely cannot refuse the challenge of the person wearing the black jacket. Of course, the pride of being the top [-] in the training camp does not allow them to refuse.

So the game starts here.Every arena has its highlights.

As for the splendor of Feng He's game, even among these games, he can definitely be called one of the best.

"Ah, I really didn't expect this little guy to play tennis like this." Kanata Irie, who was standing on the edge of the court watching the game, touched his chin and sighed softly not long after the game started.

He really found it very interesting, he had never seen such a tennis ball, it didn't look like it had any skill, and it didn't have any fancy tricks, it just took one shot after another, faithfully returning every incoming ball.

"I thought his tennis would look a little more exciting." Irie squinted his eyes and smiled, just like the little guy named Atobe who played against him before, he played the same ball as others, with extremely exaggerated It is a tennis ball that can trigger miracles, and it is very suitable for Atobe.And the games of other middle school students he has seen, they all have their own style.He thought that Fenghe's tennis would be the same, even if it didn't have so many amazing ideas, it still had its own characteristics.

Unexpectedly, the characteristic of Fenghe is - no characteristic?

It doesn't look much better than a beginner tennis player, and it doesn't even seem to be a very ordinary tennis ball that doesn't swing very fast.

But looking at it, Irie Zuodo quickly saw the clues.

It stands to reason that if it is just an ordinary level of tennis, there will always be times when you miss.But there is no such thing as Feng He on the field, whether it is a lob, or a smash, whether it is a short ball, or directly presses his bottom line.He could hit the ball back with that no-frills tennis ball, no misses, nothing missed.

"Could it be?" Irie Kanata also suppressed his smile.

Could it be that this is his ability to do a job with ease?

In fact, on the court, Fenghe felt much more pressure than what Irijiang saw off the court.

As expected, Qiu Ting was the group of people whose strength stood at the apex of the entire U-17 training camp. Compared with the high school students on the No. [-] court that Fenghe had played against, their strength was vastly different.

If it is said that the strong players in the No. [-] court need him to take it seriously, then this Qiu Ting must concentrate all his energy on dealing with it.The strength of this training camp powerhouse does not increase incrementally, but rises like a cliff.

However, the strength of the opponent not only didn't make Feng He even flinch or hesitate, on the contrary, he became more and more excited because of this strong stimulation.

Although he didn't play tennis in pursuit of the excitement of the game, the excitement that really exists on the court can really inspire people's fighting spirit.

If the No.20 player is already like this, what should the top ten be like?

It's... so exciting.

"I admit that for junior high school students, you are really strong." After the competition started, Qiu Ting also gradually put away the previous high-spirited face, "But you are still far away from getting this badge!" He is just born, so how can he have the qualifications to challenge him who has seen the world before, "The world is so vast that you can't imagine."

Feng He stroked the broken hair in front of his forehead, calmly and with strong confidence, "How can we conclude that it is impossible before the game is over."

If there are difficulties and dangers, he will cross them, if there are dangerous peaks, he will climb them, if there are challenges, he will...go forward without hesitation.

He seemed to understand the true meaning of the copybook that Sanada gave him.

"You really have self-confidence." Qiu Ting threw up the tennis ball, "Let me break this self-confidence." He will make the other party pay for this self-confidence!

Feng He didn't answer anymore, he just clenched his racket tightly, stared at the direction the ball came from, and hit back without hesitation.

His return of the ball does not seem to be sharp or fast, and it is even clearly displayed in the opponent's eyes, but this kind of clarity and understanding is like weaving a dense fine net, or an unshakable mountain. , let you slam left and right, you can't break through this net, let alone shake the mountain.

Tennis without special features is the biggest feature.

"I see." Irie raised the corners of his lips again, "The so-called tennis is to return someone's ball and hit a ball that others can't catch. No matter how many skills you have, it is based on these two foundations." "Counterattack is to hit back someone else's ball, and offense is to hit the ball that others can't catch. "And his tennis has begun to break away from formal skills and find the core of tennis?"

If this is the case, then this little guy named Feng is even more interesting than he imagined.

"This, this is impossible." At the end of the game, Qiu Ting knelt down on the court, staring at the place in front of him, panting uncontrollably, "How could I, how could I lose to a middle school student?!" After the overseas expedition, his strength has long been different from what it used to be. How could he lose to a fledgling middle school kid?

Fenghe held the badge he had just won in his hand, "I'm sorry, senior, but I have to win this game." As Sanada said, this is a game that you can never lose when you stand on the court.Also, he promised Yukimura that he would wait for him to go back.If you lose, it will be the same as breaking the appointment.

"Is the game over?" Irie from the side of the court came over with a smile behind his back.

"It's over," Feng He accepted the badge, "Thank you before, Senior Irie." Although he had already thanked you, he still thanked him again seriously. There's no way it's going so smoothly.

"You don't need to thank me," unexpectedly, Irie said, "Because, I changed my mind." He pointed to Feng He's hand with a serious expression, "I want that badge too."

"Huh?" Feng He looked up at the person.

"I lied to you." Irie smiled again. He also wanted to see if he could scare someone, but obviously, the other party didn't seem to be scared.

Feng He had a calm and indifferent face, "If there is nothing else, I will go first." I don't know how the games in other courts are going. Although he has confidence in this group of companions, he said Not worried at all is also false.

"Wait a minute," Irijiang didn't intend to let Fenghe leave, "Although what I said just now was a lie, but," he fell back outside the court and picked up his tennis racket, "what I said just now is Let you play first, "play this game first, "There is still a game between us, it hasn't been played yet."

"Senior Irijiang, are you serious?" For this kind of person who turns his face like a book, acts like a joke, and half lies and half tells the truth, Feng He really can't tell whether his sentence is true or not.

"The answer to this question," Irijiang paused before continuing, "It might be YES, or it might be NO."

"Then what's the answer?" Feng He asked.

Irie smiled brightly.

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Well, a little angel lamented that Xiaofeng has become a real boy paper, this sentence is quite...

In addition, the big planter is the stem of the rabbit that year, 23333

And the one who delivers the letter is Wei Hong, not Lian Lian~

Thanks to the early morning under the moon, Yun Sijun, the little rogue rabbit little angels for mine~